Today was a Fulbright trip to Ócsa and Gödöllo”, two towns on Budapest’s outskirts. At a palace in the latter, my phone mysteriously died—turned off, sputtered to life once when I turned it off and on, and then turned off and won’t turn on.

I’ll post the details of the trip once I see whether I can get the phone revived and the pictures from today that were on it back.

The next few days will be rough. Before I had a smartphone, I occasionally pulled my laptop out of my backpack and waited a minute for it to start up when I needed to check my google memory. The smartphone speeds up my memory by a factor of 10 or 15, which I’ll now miss. (Of course, I could try to develop an internal memory again, but I hope such extreme measures won’t be necessary.)